"Mr. Hualiu?" The people in the sedan were startled: "This name is so interesting! You must be familiar with Huajie and Liuxiang, and having fun is a common thing, so you can be called such a person!"
There are many scholars in the world, and only one or two are talented and knowledgeable. How can you judge a person's quality based on his habits? Isn't that vulgar? In my opinion, respecting the driver and practicing learning is more famous than the fireworks.
It’s very common, not surprising!”
"What a shame! What a shame! What happened in the past has led to such a reputation. It is really an insult to gentlemen. The fact that the seniors don't mind me as a prodigal son and a commoner who seeks pleasure among flowers shows that the seniors are not just a person in vain."
Meng Xinghe also knew a lot about his name as Mr. Hualiu from the memories left in his previous life. If anyone in Taoyuan County has the most notorious reputation and the worst character, he must be Meng Xinghe. Anyone who is a scholar knows the name of Mr. Hualiu.
The great Confucian scholar Zijia from Chang'an in front of me not only didn't despise him, but praised him greatly. He didn't look like an old stubborn who only knew the sayings of saints and hundreds of schools of thought, but he had a real sense of life!
Meng Xinghe really wanted to invite him to sit at home and ask him some questions about this time. Before he could speak, the person in the sedan opposite sighed and said: It's getting late, and I still have to hurry. Let's meet today.
It is really very satisfying. If you can go to Chang'an in the future, you must be a guest at the old man's house." At this point, the old man in the sedan ordered the entourage outside: "Wei Ming, you come forward and listen to my instructions!"
"Honor!"
It was the man holding the Yellow Turban couplet again. The man in the sedan muttered for a long time before taking out a rectangular wooden box from it. The man named Wei Ming immediately held it in his hand and walked respectfully.
Meng Xinghe said next to him: My master said that Mr. Meng has always been a great talent. I hope that Mr. Meng will be more considerate of the people of the world in the future. I have specially ordered you to present me with the Langhao gold pen. I hope that Mr. Meng can use it to guide the country, inspire writing, and open up the Tang Dynasty for us.
This is a precedent for the world to be open to the public!"
"This! This!" Meng Xinghe dared to evade, "We all met by chance, and we didn't even know each other. This Langhao gold pen is too precious, and I feel ashamed to receive it! You go back and tell your master, Meng Xinghe understands it.
This sum must not be accepted!"
It is said that people in the Tang Dynasty were very generous, and Meng Xinghe finally realized it. He gave him a gold pen just after chatting for a few words. No wonder Li Bai had a poem that said: Five-flowered horses, golden furs, and children will be exchanged for fine wine. It seems that people in the Tang Dynasty are really not short of money.
Lord, you can give me any gift or drink whatever you want, but you still choose the most valuable thing on your body. You must be crazy.
Regardless of whether the other party is generous or not, let's talk about it after rejecting it. Meng Xinghe also knows that there is no favor without reward. This Mu Zijia is not related to him, nor is he a master or disciple. Could it be that he gave the Langhao gold pen to him just because of his words?
Is it the path of communism? If so, then he cannot accept it. After all, piracy is a crime.
When Wei Ming saw Meng Xinghe's intention to refuse, his face changed drastically, and he thought to himself: How many people in the world dare to refuse the master's reward? He glanced at Meng Xinghe a few times, hoping to convey a lot of information to him through his eyes, "Mr. Meng
!My master is eager for talents and has given the young master a gold pen. I only hope that the young master will think about the country and the country. Please accept it by all means, so that you can go back and do business!"!
"Well... this! I..." Meng Xinghe was a little overwhelmed as if he had received a gift for the first time. Seeing the opportunity, Wei Ming quickly thrust the box containing Langhao's gold pen into Meng Xinghe's hand and said:
Wish you all the best, sir! I take my leave!" He shouted to the bearer behind him: "Let's go!" A small sedan with a green curtain swayed three times and left Mengjia Village.
Meng Xinghe was a little dumbfounded. He had seen a lot of robbing people, and this was the first time he was forced to accept a gift. No matter how many, he still had to take a good look at the gift after receiving it. Meng Xinghe opened the box, and a beam of golden light came from the box.
He was so fascinated that he couldn't open his eyes. After a long time, he could barely see clearly that there was a pure gold brush wrapped in yellow cloth in the box. It was perfectly made and was really a rare treasure. Meng Xinghe laughed secretly:
This thing is okay as a collection, but if you use it to write poems, lyrics, and articles, it will definitely be suspected of being pretentious."
After putting away the gold pen, the sky gradually darkened. Meng Xinghe felt that there was no point in wandering around anymore, so he simply went home.
He walked back slowly, still holding his hands behind his back, looking ahead, with a rather unruly expression. When he was approaching the Meng family courtyard, he heard a commotion inside. Meng Xinghe did not go in immediately, but chose
Find a secluded place and listen carefully to the sounds coming from inside.
"Sister-in-law, we are not forcing you. Look at how your Meng San'er has become. Forget about this marriage! He has tuberculosis, and the girl from that family dares to marry him. This is not putting your daughter into a pit of fire.
Push it?" Hearing the voice, he spoke softly, and it was probably the matchmaker responsible for pulling the strings. Meng Xinghe was hiding in the dark and cursing, what does it mean to have tuberculosis? It's just a matter of saying that the guy is not good! I'm doing well now.
A person from this country actually came to taint my innocence!
"This, this! Sister Meng, you see, although our Xinghe is ill, he will definitely have a good day. This marriage was arranged by Xinghe's grandfather when he was still alive. If I withdraw from our acquaintance, wouldn't I become an unfaithful and unfilial person?
?" For the sake of her son's lifelong happiness, Meng's mother must of course consider his marriage. Moreover, the marriage to the Li family in the county town was indeed a matter of fingertips that had been decided a long time ago. However, hiding outside
But Meng Xinghe didn't know that he only hated the matchmaker who had the same surname as him. For a few taels of silver, he would betray even the clan members' in-laws.
"Sister-in-law! I'm not blabbering! Your Meng San's reputation has spread throughout Taoyuan County. Who doesn't know the famous Mr. Hualiu? Come here today, without further ado, Mr. Li from the county town will send the documents for the divorce.
Come here, as long as your Meng San signs this document, the Li family and the Meng family will dissolve their marriage, and you will be compensated three times the dowry gift! This is a document, let your Meng San sign it! If he
I'm lying in bed and can't get up, so I can find someone to sign for me!" The matchmaker surnamed Meng handed Meng's mother a red slip, and she didn't forget to say a few sarcastic words. It's no wonder that the family fell apart and everyone left. In the past, Meng Jiahui was hesitant.
At that time, the person who came to propose marriage passed the threshold. Now the family is in decline, and the warmth and warmth of human relationships are really ordinary!
Seeing the document canceling the engagement in Matchmaker Meng's hand, Meng's mother couldn't make up her mind for a moment. Just as she was hesitating, Meng Xinghe's voice rang out from outside the Meng family courtyard: Mom, who is this! Is she begging for food? Give her a few taels.
Just the money will do, so you don’t have to stand here and be an eyesore!" As he spoke, Meng Xinghe had already walked in.
If you are ruthless, I will be ruthless than you. Meng Xinghe's usual style is, I won't offend anyone unless they offend me. If someone offends me, I will repay him twice as much! In today's world, people only smile at the rich and bully the poor. Although not
Knowing this marriage, he is a man who treats well. The woman is forced to come to the house to break off the engagement. How can this old face stick to his crotch?
"Hey! Isn't this Mr. Hualiu from the county school? He can get out of bed and walk today. He is very energetic!" Matchmaker Meng is not afraid of Meng Xinghe. A man with tuberculosis, no matter how talented he is, can fly
God, it's better to wait at home to die.
"Meng'er, this is the county..." Meng's mother was about to introduce Meng Xinghe to Matchmaker Meng, but was interrupted by Meng Xinghe: "I know, she is a bitch in the county! She has a very sharp mouth, and she only cleans up people's messes.
"March 8, this is the kind of person the Red Guards arrest."
After a flurry of talk, Meng Xinghe's eyes were shocked, and he shot out a wolf-like light: "I say Meng Jipo, you have to take care of other people's marriages, and you have to take care of the annulment of the engagement. Do you think you are from the Civil Affairs Bureau?
Auntie! If Mr. Li's family in the county town wants to break off the engagement, he needs to come personally to apologize. When will the affairs of our Meng and Li families be brought up to you to gossip and exercise your power? Besides, since ancient times, it has been the man who has broken off the engagement.
Although my Meng family is in decline and I have completely ruined my power, at least I, Meng San, am still a man. As a man, I have the right to possess the daughter of the Li family. As long as I don’t sign for one day, the daughter of his Li family will be
One day, I am a member of the Meng family. Even if I die, I will be buried in the grave of my Meng family. Mother Mengji, please listen to me. Give me all the betrothal gifts. If the Li family wants to cancel the engagement, I need to be free.
If the Li family retreats from the county seat, our Meng family cannot afford to lose this person."
Meng Xinghe snatched the document and tore it into pieces with a few swipes. What moral etiquette and scholarly elegance were nothing more than air and air in front of the reincarnated Meng Xinghe. He uttered harsh words together, not only
I have reduced Matchmaker Meng's arrogance and saved the Meng family's face. I feel indescribably happy!
"You...you! You Meng Hualiu, you are still a scholar in vain, your continuous foul language is simply insulting to gentlemen. I will go back and tell Mr. Li right away, and I guarantee that your Meng family will be ruined from now on!" Perhaps frightened by Meng Xinghe's momentum, Meng Xinghe
The matchmaker also said harsh words, glared at Meng's mother with a livid face, and rushed out the door, shaking her big butt like a futon.
"Sister Meng, don't go! You have to say something before this marriage can come to fruition!" Meng's mother was very concerned about Meng Xinghe's life events, and knew that her marriage to the Li family must have been blown. But as the saying goes,
Okay, it’s better to offend the villain than hurt the matchmaker, otherwise who will dare to come to your house to propose marriage in the future?
Meng Xinghe didn't care at all. He didn't even know whether the Miss Li family was beautiful, ugly, fat or thin, so he got married rashly. It would be better if he married someone who was respectable, but if he got something for him, he would be so sorry.
Zhang Xiaobai's face turned pale.
"Mother! What's the point of a real man not having a wife? If mother agrees, I will bring you a daughter-in-law with ten or eight bedrooms. All of them will be as beautiful as flowers. They will surpass the gods and be thousands of times more powerful than Miss Li. Don't blame me then.
Just as many as you want!" Meng Xinghe said with a smile. How many wives he can have in the future depends on fate, and it is very possible to become a bachelor. He thought to himself: I wonder if women's views on mate selection in this era are,
I have a house, a car, a savings, and a monthly salary of tens of thousands. If this is the case, with my current family situation, I can barely afford to marry a second-hand guy!
"Begging for a beating! You are stubborn and won't change!" Mother Meng looked like she was going to hit someone, but she reached out to the corner of Meng Xinghe's clothes: "Why are you getting wet? Come on, go inside and change into clean clothes, so as not to get cold.
body."
"Yes! I'll go right away!" Such a mother had nothing to say, and was moved to tears. Meng Xinghe's eyes were hazy, and the expression in his mind was a bit fierce. He had to take care of everything. If he had no money, he would ask her for it. If he was sick, he would
The person she hurt gradually blurred.
"Meng'er, what's the matter? Are you feeling unwell? Would you like me to ask a doctor to come and take a look? Your body is not fully healed yet!" Mother Meng asked with concern.
"It's okay, I just miss my mother!" Meng Xinghe said it truthfully. The concern of Mother Meng in front of him made him miss his mother at that time, and he became a little embarrassed.
"You child, my mother is standing in front of you, and you still talk so indiscriminately. You are really stubborn! Go ahead and change your clothes first, for fear of damaging your body." Although Meng's mother was scolding, she took advantage of Meng Xinghe's absence.
While paying attention, she secretly wiped away her tears. Seeing Meng Xinghe walk into the house, Meng's mother smiled happily: This child has become more sensible after being sick for a while. No wonder the Taoist priest said that after the disaster, there will be improvement. It seems
This is true." Meng's mother thought of "Taoist Master" and suddenly remembered something. She shouted at Meng Xinghe's still-disappearing back: "Meng'er, wait a minute, there is something left for you by the Taoist Priest!"